In the solitary shadows of blooming Olive Trees a man wrestles with the next several hours. Not a wrestling of I don’t want to do this, but a war against an unseen enemy. His friends heavy with food and Passover wine slumber several yards away. He knew what was coming, the price He’d pay. A sacrifice that would over shadow every sacrifice that had taken place since the fall of man.
When the Roman officer overseeing the execution saw what had happened, he worshiped God and said “Surely this man was innocent.” And all the crowd that came to see the crucifixion saw what had happened, they went home in deep sorrow. But Jesus’ friends, including the women who had followed him from Galilee, stood at a distance watching.
And with His last breath the birth pains of grace increased. A grace that would soon be birthed for the redemption of man’s debt of sin.
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